Page 62 of Stolen Kisses

She leaned against me, giving in to me completely.

I couldn't stop the kiss even long enough to explore the rest of her body, but I had time tonight. Threading my fingers through her hair, I cupped the back of her head with one hand. With the other, I traced her spine. She moved against my mouth, and I was fully hard in an instant.

"I want you so damn bad," I whispered, my lips ghosting over hers.

"And I want you too."

Euphoria erupted in my veins. Tonight, Hannah was going to be mine.

"Do you have any idea of all the things I'm going to do to you tonight, Hannah?"

"Yes. Whatever you have in mind, I want everything."

My cock twitched at her words. It was almost painful. I reached for my belt and felt her hand over mine. Fuck me, she wanted me naked as much as I wanted it too. I tugged at the belt. It made a ripping sound, but I couldn't care less if something got ruined. She then worked my zipper, and I pushed my pants down. Reaching into my boxers, she wrapped her hand around my cock. She squeezed me, and I moved my hips forward, pushing my cock into her fist.

"Hannah, I want to make you come first."

She gasped, squeezing me even tighter.

I gripped her wrist. "Let go."

"Okay." She opened her palm, and I put it on my chest. "Can I take off your shirt?" she asked shyly.

"Fuck yes."

While she worked on the buttons, I moved my hand to the side of her body.

"Does this thing have a zipper?" I asked her.

She laughed. "No."

I grabbed the bottom of the dress, pulling it over her head and throwing it on the kitchen counter. I kissed her before sheeven had a chance to finish unbuttoning my shirt; I didn't want to miss a single second of exploring her. She hummed against my mouth as I wrapped my arms around her back, plastering her against me. She was only wearing her panties and bra, so I could feel everything as she moved her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against my erection.

Fuuuuck!

How does this feel so insanely good?

I took a step back, and Hannah exhaled sharply while I undid the rest of the buttons, then took off my shirt. I never bothered with undershirts—a fact we both seemed to appreciate at the moment.

"Let's move close to a window," I said, leading her to the living room. "I want to see you. There's not enough light from the flashlights."

The sun hadn’t set yet, and there were faint rays filtering in through the shutters even though the sky had been completely dark when we’d been outside.

We took both flashlights with us. I positioned them on one of the tables in the living room so they shone on the ceiling.

"That's better," I said before stepping back to her.

She licked her lips, glancing down at her body. "You should’ve given me a warning. I would've hit the gym or something."

"You are gorgeous. I will worship every single one of your curves. I love them, and I've been fantasizing about them since the wedding. I want to see you, or would it make you more comfortable if I shut off the flashlights?"

"Don't. I want to see you too." Then she moved her fingers down my chest. "I can feel all these muscles, but seeing them is a perk all on its own."

I walked her back to the couch because it was the most comfortable place in the room. No way in hell did I have enoughself-restraint to go to one of the bedrooms. I took off her bra and immediately traced her breasts with my fingers.

I first circled my middle fingers around her nipples, and then I lowered my head, taking the right one in my mouth. She gasped, arching her back. Positioning myself so I had easy access to both her breasts and could reach between her thighs too, I put my right hand on the inside of her thigh, teasing her, trailing my fingers upward. Then I pressed the back of my palm against her pussy, earning a groan in return.

"Chase," she exclaimed.

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